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What would you say, if this blemished face,
This blemished face with a crooked nose
Had a chance to say whatever he wanted
from his blemished world of the unknown?
Would you give a fk if all that you heard
Were nouns and verbs like shallow heartache?
The sound of victory blowing up your world, world
Fake faces everywhere I see,
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, don't tell me,
Don't tell me where I don't belong
Fake faces everywhere I see,
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, don't tell me,
Don't tell me where I don't belong
Oh, I heard a sick sad voice (Oh),
It was honesty, I turned to her and said,
We need to be medicated;
And you're the prescription,
For a forced out vision
If you're with me, send the critics to hell
with the sound of our voices
Fake faces everywhere I see,
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, don't tell me,
Don't tell me where I don't belong
Fake faces everywhere I see,
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, don't tell me
where I don't belong
All you better-thans that fed us s**t,
Will be knocked on the floor,
So don't you place your bets just yet
All you treasure sleepers feed on s**t,
You'll be knocked on the floor,
So don't you place...
Fake faces everywhere I see,
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, don't tell me,
Don't tell me where I don't belong
Fake faces everywhere I see,
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, don't tell me
where I don't belong